Blood on the Boulders

All the houses in this country are built like shit
Dry wall, well, I could put my fist through it if I wanted to

That Californian sun on my face
All those drugs, they, they fogged her brain

They pushed it down in the ravine
No thought for wildlife, saloon serene

That Californian sun on my face
All those drugs, they, they fogged his brain

Brian's getting interviewed on the television
Telling a story from his childhood

About those eyes
About that laugh
About the skies overhead
And how the body bounced on horseback

And where they worked, and how they slept
And who they fucked, and what they ate
And how they killed, we wanna know
We wanna know, we wanna know

We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know

We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene

Oh, time and time again (we return to the scene)
Time and time again (we return to the scene)
We return, we return to the scene (oh, time and time again)
We return to the scene (time and time again)

We return to the scene
We return to the scene
Oh, time and time again
We return to the scene (time and time, and time, sometimes)

We return to the scene (time, time, time)
We return to the scene (time, time, time)
Oh, time and time again (time, time again)
We return to the scene (time and time again)

We return to the scene (time, time, time)
Time and time again (time, time, time)
We return to the scene (time and time again)
Time and time again (time, time again)
We return

It's so sad what happened
But what would I be doing if it didn't?
It's so sad, what happened
But what would I be doing if it didn't?

That Californian sun's not for me
I'll go home and just try to sleep

Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders
Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders
Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders
Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders